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Billy looked up at Mitch. “You’re back tomorrow?”

“I’m back tomorrow,” Mitch confirmed.

Billy nodded, looked at me, then turned and walked away.

I stayed in my squat watching until the door closed behind him then I shot up, marched to Mitch, grabbed his hand and tugged him to the front door. I opened it to pull him outside so I could give him what for in the breezeway where Billy couldn’t hear but Mitch moved. His hand went to the door, he closed it then he maneuvered me so my back was against it and he was against my front, pinning me in.

Then his hands were at my h*ps and sliding around to my back as he said, “Oh no, sweetheart.”

“I can’t believe you just did that,” I hissed quietly, my hands on his shoulders pressing and his face got so close to mine it was all I could see, so I stopped pressing.

“If you think for one f**kin’ second that you can kiss me like that. Then the Trailer Trash Twins darken your door. Then Billy comes out and gets in my face. And, I’ll repeat, you can kiss me like that. Then haul me out to the breezeway to give me my marching orders again, sweetheart, you need to have your head examined.”

“That isn’t your decision,” I whispered.

“Oh yeah it is. I f**ked up a week ago, got pissed and walked away. I’m not makin’ the same mistake twice. You’re drownin’, Mara, and I’m not gonna live across the breezeway and watch. Not when that means, you go under, I lose my chance to find out what else you can do with that mouth and I don’t mean you usin’ it to spew twisted, f**ked up shit.”

“Mitch!” I snapped, getting loud and one of his arms came from around me and lifted so his hand could cup my jaw.

“Baby,” he said gently, “take a second, breathe and think back to whatever you felt when you heard them shoutin’ at the door. And then think about Billy. And then think about that kiss. And after you do that, you tell me you don’t need me, want me gone and convince me you mean it, I’ll take my shift tomorrow and then I’ll be gone.”

“I want you gone,” I said immediately.

He grinned then whispered, “Mara, sweetheart, you didn’t breathe.”

I glared up at him. Then I breathed. Then I realized the Trailer Trash Twins weren’t half done with me. Bill had threatened me and he’d also done his worst. Even hating them himself, he’d called them and he knew they could get to me. This was just the beginning and the worst was yet to come.

Then I thought about the last week and how I wasn’t exactly certain what help Mitch was offering but I’d be as stupid as my mother if I didn’t accept it because, Lord knew, I needed it. What was more, the kids liked Mitch and Billy had, for one shining moment, a decent man in his life and I took him away. I couldn’t do that again. If I did because I was (Mitch was right) shit-scared of what I felt about Mitch, that didn’t say much about me nor my ability to do what was right for those kids.

I decided against thinking about the kiss. That I was never going to do and that was never going to happen again.

I focused on Mitch. “I need to go to sleep.”

“Mara –”

“But,” I cut him off, “we’ll talk tomorrow about how you’re willing to help.”

“You sayin’ you need me?”

“I’m saying the kids like you, Billy needs you and if you’re willing to help, I could use it.”

His grin got bigger. “You’re sayin’ you need me.”

“Whatever,” I muttered. “Can I go to bed now?”

“Yeah, sweetheart,” he agreed but didn’t let me go.

I waited.

“Are you going to let me go?” I asked when his not letting me go lasted a long time.

“Yeah, after you give me a goodnight kiss,” Mitch answered.

“No. No more kissing. We’ll be talking about that tomorrow too.”

“Bet that’ll be good,” he muttered, still, I might add, freaking grinning!

“Hello? Detective Mitch Lawson?” I called. “Do you want to let me go?”

His eyes got dark. I liked the way they got dark and liked it so much I lost focus and since I was paying attention to his eyes getting dark I missed his lips getting closer. At the last minute I pulled back, my head hit the door and his lips brushed mine.

He didn’t move his mouth when he murmured, “’Night, Mara.”

“Goodnight, Mitch,” I murmured back, my breath starting to come hard and my heart beating harder.

He smiled against my lips.

Then he let me go.

Chapter Eleven

Boundaries

I heard distant noises like the murmurs of a man’s deep, attractive voice, a young boy’s not deep voice, a young girl’s definitely not deep voice and a television set.

I opened my eyes, looked at my alarm clock and saw it was nearly nine.

I blinked.

Holy crap! What happened to my alarm?

I threw the covers back, got out of bed, ran to the back of the bathroom door, grabbed my robe, pulled it on over my short nightgown and dashed to the closed bedroom door. Then I dashed back to the bathroom, grabbed a ponytail holder out of a pretty, pink glass bowl on the shelves over the toilet that held my admittedly obsessive collection of every color of ponytail holder known to man. Then I dashed out of my room, my hands securing my hair in a messy knot at the top back of my head.

I hit the living room-slash-kitchen-slash-dining-area to see a box half full of donuts on the coffee table, empty milk glasses not on coasters, cartoons on the TV. Billy was sprawled in my armchair and Billie sprawled mostly on Mitch who was sprawled on my couch.

All eyes came to me.

“Auntie Mara! Mitch took us out and bought us donuts!” Billie cried but didn’t move from her place sprawled on Mitch.

I knew this because I saw the donuts and I also knew it because she had sticky-looking chocolate frosting coating her mouth.

“I can see that, baby,” I told her and my eyes slid to Mitch whereupon I engaged my retinal laser beam to target Mitch who was not supposed to be sprawled on my couch eating donuts with the kids before nine o’clock. In fact, he was not supposed to be in my house at all until eleven o’clock. Unfortunately, my retinal laser beam malfunctioned and Mitch wasn’t incinerated.

“He let us get the ones we wanted,” Billy informed me and I looked at him to see he had powdered sugar down the front of the new tee he was wearing.

“Did you thank him?” I asked.

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